By the time you hit first grade, you've learned there are bodily functions that aren't supposed to be expressed in public. Flatulence is inappropriate, as is eructing. Polite society frowns on fingers plumbing the depths of nostrils and definitely does not allow sampling anything you've extracted from a bodily cavity. If you have any kind of itch in an underwear-covered area, you had best satisfy it in seclusion. And never, never, ever masturbate in public. Unless you're a crazy person, at a frat party circle jerk or an artist who uses the term "masturbation" to illustrate the frank self-examination and exploration expressed in their artwork. Then it's totally fine. Rosemary Meza's Masturbation Session Part I: It's All About Me carves out a different niche from her previous works (which addressed broader feminist themes), focusing on more personal, private topics. The title of the exhibit is drawn from a song by Venezuelan band Los Amigos Invisibles, but the quasi-sexual titles of the pieces, such as "The Miracle of the Levitating Penis," are a bit more cryptic. Come to grips with Meza's ménage a moi at Gallery 414, 414 Templeton, Fort Worth. The exhibit opens October 23 with a free reception from 6 p.m. to 9 p.m. Call 817-336-6595. --Michelle Martinez
Intimate Portrait's Intimate Portrait
Dallas' Institute for Interesting People, a quirky, smart little outfit that brings non-famous but influential intellectuals to town, has alighted upon Jon Meacham, the young managing editor of Newsweek, for its upcoming lecture and Q & A. Meacham's 2003 tome, Franklin and Winston: An Intimate Portrait of an Epic Friendship, details how the aristocratic fellow-feeling and genuine warmth between the two men influenced the 20th century. Meacham will speak during the Institute's luncheon on Wednesday at noon. Call 214-890-3491 for location and ticket information. --Claiborne Smith
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Girls on Film
When people talk about the bright stars in Texas, they usually mean the celestial kind. But Texas is quickly becoming known for stars of another kind. For example, Bonnie Curtis, a film producer whose credits include Schindler's List and Minority Report; casting producer Shirley Abrams and Dallas city Councilwoman and film industry advocate Veletta Forsythe Lill. Women in Film, Dallas, honors them with Topaz awards for their accomplishments in the film industry at their annual gala, which takes place beginning at 6:30 p.m. Friday at the Westin Galleria, 13340 Dallas Parkway. Individual tickets are $75 to $100. Tables may be reserved for up to 10 people for $2,000 to $3,000. Call 214-689-2609 or visit www.wifdallas.org. --Stephanie Durham
Before it was cool to smoke, kids in my school cracked their knuckles. It was the thing to do, an act of defiance. Done in a quiet classroom, it always infuriated the teacher. On the playground, it showed, in a way, how little one cared for his long-term well-being. Which was undeniably cool. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't crack my knuckles. I lost social standing until, one day in seventh grade, the knuckle on my forefinger gave. By the end of the year, I could rattle with the best of them. Today, however, I worry about arthritis. (Even writing this, I've cracked various knuckles a total of 17...make that 18 times.) So, on October 22, I'm heading to Neiman Marcus, 1618 Main St., for its Swanky Soirée, which benefits the Arthritis Foundation. There'll be hors d'oeuvres, jazz music and a 1940-ish décor. Individual tickets are $75. The event runs from 7 p.m. to 10 p.m. Call 214-818-0374. --Paul Kix